May be a LOVE can do.

                              May be a LOVE can do.


May be a LOVE can do.One of love's first beginnings is just seeing that person everywhere. 

Seeing their smile when someone else smiles, seeing their eyes when you're jammed into a crowded hallway. Even seeing their silhouette at an unexpected place, and, when your heart stops for a moment, it ends up being someone else.

And then, because you care about them so much, you begin to imitate them. You don't why, but you do. You admire them. You think that they're better than you could ever be.

So you start to smile like them. Laugh like them. Walk like them. Just as an effort to keep them in your mind as a positive light.

We always fall in love with the people who we think are better than us. The people who we want to be like. 

Falling in love isn't a bad thing. Not at all. It's an action of humility: of acceptance. It's the ability to understand that we are all flawed and imperfect.

It is also very beautiful.

I know what love is now. It's continuously putting the other first because their happiness is more important than your own. It's understanding that the wind can blow at any moment, and lead them to another person, and that it's okay. It's knowing that you want them, forever, as long as they want you, no matter what. It's when their smiles fill you with sunshine, and their sadness gives you

a mission. It's knowing them inside and out, their light, as well as their complexities, and caring for them just as deeply.

You see you are more than just a pretty face. You always have been. You are smart, funny, sweet, warm. You are so beautiful. You see you are like my favorite song I put on repeat while I am snuggled up in covers and go to my safe place. You are the person, who if had a book about you, I would read from cover to cover and never put down. I love you. I love you more than I could possibly know. God it scares me like hell. But that fear feels so right. I wouldn't change how I feel for anything. You are always going to be the love of my life. Whatever we go through we will get through it. Because I love you and that's how it should be. One day I get to know what it feels like to have you back in my arms. To feel your lips on my lips. To feel your warmth. I love you.

Broken Heart & All

                                                         Broken Heart & All


Since the dawn of time people have been trying to describe what it is like to have a broken heart. Everyone has failed thus fair, but I'll give it my best shot.

I had my heart broken for the first time this week. It was not like a huge explosion in my chest, nor a light cracking sound. It was more like I had been shot directly in the heart. Not by cupid's arrow, but a bullet of heartbreak. 

People say you shouldn't cry over someone who doesn't deserve your tears. If they did deserve them they wouldn't let you cry. What's worse is crying over someone that doesn't even know your crying, let alone crying over them. You want to shout at them. Scream at them about how much they've hurt you. About all the wasted tears. But you can't. Somewhere in the wreckage of your heart, cupid's arrow is still wedged in.

You try to forget them. You try to forget every smile, every laugh, everything. But you will see them around and they don't know that their the reason your heart is broken. They give you every reason to love them again. You give yourself every reason to stop loving them. They win every time. 

All you want is for this crush to go away. At first it was fun. To have an imaginary relationship with the 'perfect' someone that you could escape to every now and again. It was fun to feel those butterflies. It was fun to chat about crushes with your friends. But no one warned you about this part. No one told you it would one day hurt. 

In my lifetime I probably have a million people to apologise to, and a million people to apologise to in the future. But right now I only want to apologise to 5 of those people.

I'm sorry to my pillow, who I cry myself to sleep on every night.

I'm sorry to my Mom, who I keep ignoring so I can be alone and cry.

I'm sorry to my best friend, who doesn't deserve to hear me moan and cry everyday.

I'm sorry to my broken heart, who is taking most of the pain here.

And finally I'm sorry to my crush, who I keep blaming for all of this even though it is honestly not their fault.

Vijeyendra Bhardwaj
(I too broke my Heart)

Unrequited Love

                                                    -Unrequited Love-

-Once an Unrequited Lover-

So , Unrequited love it is. Hmm...so it been 9 months that since I have been searching what is it...!!

Well it is my "No Love , Confusing Day" so I thought why not to start writing with Love today. Oh Yeah so that the topic and it is the second paragraph and I haven't written a single line about it , So this is it...........UNREQUITED LOVE.

The worst thing is loving the wrong person. The worst thing is when your heart falls down and and you can't pick it up again. I think everyone in the world should have to experience unrequited love at least once. Not a crush on someone where things don't work out. Not a relationship that goes sour. A full blown love for someone who 'doesn't love you back.'

This type of love is so pure and so intense. It's almost as much about you as it is about the other person - perhaps more, in fact. It's an experiment in learning about your heart and your mind. It's agony, but it's best way to know yourself and the depths of love you are capable of. Only the imaginative soul can experience such all-encompassing love. Only the creative mind can form such attachment where there is little given in return. Only the strongest heart can suffer through unrequited love. 

This is not to diminish other forms of love. They are powerful and true as well. But unrequited love is the most excruciatingly beautiful and painful, and anyone who goes through it comes out a better, more patient and emphatic person, with a tried and tested ability to care for another person. 

This is what I think in the best of times as if i ever struggle through my unrequited love. At the worst of times, I wish to take my heart out and never shove it back into my aching body.

Ahh....so much about love today. Will meet you all tomorrow with some new topic or a thingies to share.

Vijeyendra Bhardwaj

(Once an Unrequited Lover)